It has been a myriad of little disasters since the passing of my friend. The wonder of it all is the fact that I'm not totally bummed or saying woe is me....or why me?
The day after Shirley's passing. I'm at the dentist, doing a root canal. Only Armel can't complete the procedure because now I have to take antibiotics for the tooth and ear infection. A few days later.....
It started with water coming down from the ceiling of my bathroom early Sunday morning. Picture this....I am sitting on the throne barely awake. Drip drip.....I feel water on my head. What started as a little trickle became a flood within 15 minutes. I get a knock on the door from my downstairs neighbor because now he has water leaking into his unit.
Dave, the super of my complex, comes in with a bucket and tears into the ceiling...the water is coming from upstairs....ok by now I'm thinking UGH "toilet water" - NOT "raindrops keep falling on my head."
Every towel I have is now being put on the floor to stop the flooding. I have to keep squeezing the towels so I get this bright idea to run the towels in the spin cycle of my washer. Well after repeatedly spinning the towels out, the leak is stopped and Dave leaves
Now I proceed to go to wash all of the dirty laundry and lo and behold. The dryer decides to quit on me. The assistant manager states that rather than trucking everything off to the Laundromat, they have a dryer in the office I could use. So I trek all the heavy towels in my laundry basket to the office and oops - their dryer isn't there.
Now I have to truck it on down to the Laundromat. Happy Super Bowl! So just 2 minutes before my batch will be going to the "cool" cycle. Someone mistakenly puts more coins in my dryer!! Bah humbug.
In a couple of days....I get a brand new dryer. The first batch didn't dry so I restart the dryer cycle. OK by now you probably figure where I'm going with this huh? WRONG!!! At the end of the second cycle, I open my dryer door and there is all this black guck all over the inside of the door. I figure it's from the lint from my clothes but wait there's a lot of black hair too. Total of six cycles to dry my one batch of clothes! This is even worse than the old dryer!
Monday morning I report what happened to the office before going to work. Long story short on this.... they send another super to vacuum out the vent outside my apartment. Something they did about a month before my previous dryer died.
Now I am coming down with a cold. I'm coughing till my sides hurt! Now that I'm sick - I can't do the second half of my root canal, so I had to cancel and reschedule.
OK....flash forward a week later. The washer is now broken, I can't test the dryer to see if the cleaning of the vent worked. My friend Eric put a sock on the vent to stop all the guk from coming onto my clothes. Unable to do laundry again this weekend. I have to go to the dentist tomorrow for Armel to complete the procedure. Everyone in my office is down with the cold. My friend Raul who put up shelves for me last week is sick. He blames me....Seems like everybody I came in contact with has the cold. Well heck.....one of my plumbing vendors accused me of giving him my cold through the telephone! HELLO?
My co-worker's boyfriend made the whole office some soup. It was called a Wedding Soup! It was delicious. We all got the recipe. We all have a different strain of the cold because the symptoms are so varied. People are spraying the office with antiseptic and wiping their hands with it too. Everyone has taken some time off to try and recuperate.
OK.....bottom line this is really becoming weird!
Miracle of Miracles again.....my friend Maureen is in town this week. She is a Reiki Master and Intuit. It will be fun sharing this with her....what is the Universe trying to say to me? Isn't this amazing?
You would think that I'd be angry about all of this.....NOPE....I'm actually laughing inside. What does this mean??
Too Funny!
Friday, February 21, 2014
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
The Sisterhood
A very long time ago, there was a sisterhood of women that met and became friends through a direct sales cause of keeping women beautiful.
These sisters included Rita, Mili, Doris, Shirley, Mom and Me. Rita owned a direct sales line of natural skin care and cosmetics. Mili was the area director, Doris was her recruit who in turn brought in Shirley, Mom and Me to the fold.
We would hold meetings in Mom's yarn shop. There were similarities of interest ranging from crocheting, knitting, mahjong, gambling, having fun and family get togethers.
Today I witnessed a miracle. Today I lost my best friend Shirley to colon cancer. She was 78 years old and died this morning around 8:30 a.m. or thereabouts. The miracles of miracles is this. At the same time this morning, Mili and Doris received the call about Rita's passing from a major stroke. Although Rita, who was 90 years old, passed on January 18, when Mili received the call was the same time that Shirley passed.
It seems as though Rita was waiting for Shirley, and Mili, who I haven't seen in maybe 20 years and Doris are in town to help me to celebrate Shirley and Rita's life and to talk over the memories we had with one another.
Rather than being sad at the loss of my dearest friend, I was able to recall the good times we all had. Doris treated me to a wonderful Japanese dinner which went from Unagi (eel) hand rolled sushi to Sea Bass and Jidori chicken with fried rice, to Passion Mango sorbet for dessert. YUM!
After dinner, we met Mili and her daughter Tammy at the Black Jack table and I sat there chatting while Mili and Tammy played and we all chatted and caught up with our life stories for those lost 20 years. While the dealers changed shifts 3 times, they enjoyed our stories ranging from gender sociology to the restaurant business, to kids and grand kid stories.
Mili was always the ring leader, but at the age of 80....she is almost blind, suffering from Macular Degeneration. Imagine Mili with this huge jeweler's magnifying gizmo that almost looks like a welder's mask, trying to play Black Jack. Being the vain person that she still is....she just opted for having the dealer tell her what cards were on the table and counting it up for her.
It was quite hilarious to watch. Mili who always over the years had some sort of sexual joke about her body parts was true to form tonight, believing that she had better live it up with whatever time she has left. She was down about $5,000. WOW.
My conclusion.....Thank you God for sending Mili and Doris to be here with me. Thank you for allowing Rita to wait for Shirley, who always admired her. Now that is what I call Sisterhood.
To my best friend Shirley who has been my sister, at times my mother, my buffet eating buddy and Hanafuda card friend. You showed me that no matter what bad things happened to my life, that compared to what you were facing, my troubles were so miniscule that I became embarrassed to even think about feeling down. You brought so much laughter into my life. You brought the "get up and go" spirit into my life. We had fun. We laughed, cried and sometimes we laughed so hard we cried and almost peed in our pants. That was the kind of friendship we had.
When we went through a period where what ever happened to one of us eventually happened to the other was scary. You stated one day that we had to stop thinking like this and it stopped. Your funny stories about your life made me laugh many times. You were my very own comedy show. Don't forget to say hello to my mom. You promised!
I will miss you Ahjuma.....you are with your Jehovah now and someday we will meet again....even though our religious beliefs are different. Now that you have crossed over....left me say this last thing to you since you can't disagree back.....I believe in the separation of church and hate!
That is my belief and I'm sticking to it!
These sisters included Rita, Mili, Doris, Shirley, Mom and Me. Rita owned a direct sales line of natural skin care and cosmetics. Mili was the area director, Doris was her recruit who in turn brought in Shirley, Mom and Me to the fold.
We would hold meetings in Mom's yarn shop. There were similarities of interest ranging from crocheting, knitting, mahjong, gambling, having fun and family get togethers.
Today I witnessed a miracle. Today I lost my best friend Shirley to colon cancer. She was 78 years old and died this morning around 8:30 a.m. or thereabouts. The miracles of miracles is this. At the same time this morning, Mili and Doris received the call about Rita's passing from a major stroke. Although Rita, who was 90 years old, passed on January 18, when Mili received the call was the same time that Shirley passed.
It seems as though Rita was waiting for Shirley, and Mili, who I haven't seen in maybe 20 years and Doris are in town to help me to celebrate Shirley and Rita's life and to talk over the memories we had with one another.
Rather than being sad at the loss of my dearest friend, I was able to recall the good times we all had. Doris treated me to a wonderful Japanese dinner which went from Unagi (eel) hand rolled sushi to Sea Bass and Jidori chicken with fried rice, to Passion Mango sorbet for dessert. YUM!
After dinner, we met Mili and her daughter Tammy at the Black Jack table and I sat there chatting while Mili and Tammy played and we all chatted and caught up with our life stories for those lost 20 years. While the dealers changed shifts 3 times, they enjoyed our stories ranging from gender sociology to the restaurant business, to kids and grand kid stories.
Mili was always the ring leader, but at the age of 80....she is almost blind, suffering from Macular Degeneration. Imagine Mili with this huge jeweler's magnifying gizmo that almost looks like a welder's mask, trying to play Black Jack. Being the vain person that she still is....she just opted for having the dealer tell her what cards were on the table and counting it up for her.
It was quite hilarious to watch. Mili who always over the years had some sort of sexual joke about her body parts was true to form tonight, believing that she had better live it up with whatever time she has left. She was down about $5,000. WOW.
My conclusion.....Thank you God for sending Mili and Doris to be here with me. Thank you for allowing Rita to wait for Shirley, who always admired her. Now that is what I call Sisterhood.
To my best friend Shirley who has been my sister, at times my mother, my buffet eating buddy and Hanafuda card friend. You showed me that no matter what bad things happened to my life, that compared to what you were facing, my troubles were so miniscule that I became embarrassed to even think about feeling down. You brought so much laughter into my life. You brought the "get up and go" spirit into my life. We had fun. We laughed, cried and sometimes we laughed so hard we cried and almost peed in our pants. That was the kind of friendship we had.
When we went through a period where what ever happened to one of us eventually happened to the other was scary. You stated one day that we had to stop thinking like this and it stopped. Your funny stories about your life made me laugh many times. You were my very own comedy show. Don't forget to say hello to my mom. You promised!
I will miss you Ahjuma.....you are with your Jehovah now and someday we will meet again....even though our religious beliefs are different. Now that you have crossed over....left me say this last thing to you since you can't disagree back.....I believe in the separation of church and hate!
That is my belief and I'm sticking to it!
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